"The Fallow Mire was a terrible place," she says with a shudder as they reach the tavern door. "So that does not surprise me."

Once inside, Ellana waits for Araceli to get things started with the rum, and takes the opportunity to answer, her expression showing her sad smile.

"To be elvhen is to know true sadness. Everything about us is sad, even the good things that we lost, I suppose. But now that we do die and are buried, it doesn't sound so different from yours. We are buried -- not burned -- and a tree planted on our grave, so we may feed the tree and help it grow strong. And though we may not last the ages, the tree will. I hope we can travel to the Emerald Graves someday. I could show you the many graves of our Knights."